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She looked up at him, her brows furrowed slightly. "I adore you."
She nodded, going back to the bed and lying down.
She frowned, huffing. "I guess. Let's go to bed."
She took his hand, but came close to inspect the cut over his eye with a frown. "Hm.."
She gave him small smile. "Not bad.. Just in rough shape. Can I touch you?"
She nodded, watching him with a hint of worry. "Yeah. We should probably clean those scratches. If not tonight, then tomorrow."
She looked over to them as well with a small laugh. "Yeah."
Her hand was still on his jaw, but she dropped it. "I do."
Her fingers brushed against his jaw. She held it a moment longer before pulling away gently. "I don't want you to go, Victor.."
She blushed, her hands reaching up to hold his jaw, but hovered. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she was still as she kissed him back.
She grinned at him gently. "Yeah.."
Her eyes widened, and she watched him intensely. She didn't seem sure what to say. She knew she couldn't touch him, but that was all she wanted to...
She tilted her head slightly, watching him. "Okay?"
Her brows furrowed. "Because I like you, Victor.. I want you around."
She raised an eyebrow, looking at her house before looking back at him. "Yes I do."
She looked confused. "What? Why wouldn't I?"
She hesitated, looking back. "Well.. Why don't you stay here?"
She frowned. "They can't stay here?"
She leaned into his touch slightly. "But.. You've already got scrapes and bruises all over, and it's freezing out."
"I'm sad you have to experience that," she said quietly. "And I'm scared that you're not going to be okay if you go back out.."
